resting in the hope that...

that life will be different tomorrow if only in the small little things. I will have a chance to write, and imagine, and create a little daylight for someone. Maybe I'll get to answer a question or provide a solution. I may get to encourage somebody that I meet tomorrow- that would make getting up worth it. Who knows? I might get to taste something different, hear a new song, or make some kid laugh or return a favor or understand God a little better than I do tonight. He might even send down a message discovered in some discarded alley or sterile elevator. I just hope that I'm far gone enough to really recognize the reality of his message. Keep me, Lord from the sanity of logic and cause me to leap insanely into crazy faith for the Kingdom.